कबीर माइआ डोलनी पवनु झकोलनहारु ॥संतहु माखनु खाइआ छाछि पीऐ संसारु ॥ १८ ॥*kabīra māiā ḍōlanī pavanu jhakōlanahāru ॥**saṁtahu mākhanu khāiā chāchi pīai saṁsāru ॥ 18 ॥*
In plain words
Kabīr, māyā is the churn and the breath is what churns it. The saints have eaten the butter; the world drinks the buttermilk.